....spoiled when too many good things happen?
For instance, my mother will be able to get a loan out to fix up our crap-tacular, hasn't-been-maintained-in-30-years-atLEAST house. That means I can have friends over (BIG YAY for me).
I bought a bike. A road bike, which is what I've wanted for a while.
I will soon be able to purchase a '94 Honda Accord, stick shift, which I've also wanted, since I want to learn stick and kinda want a car. N. NJ is shite when it comes to camping/cycling/hiking, and a car is needed.
I become terribly suspicious when things fall into place...>_> <_< >_>
For instance, my mother will be able to get a loan out to fix up our crap-tacular, hasn't-been-maintained-in-30-years-atLEAST house. That means I can have friends over (BIG YAY for me).
I bought a bike. A road bike, which is what I've wanted for a while.
I will soon be able to purchase a '94 Honda Accord, stick shift, which I've also wanted, since I want to learn stick and kinda want a car. N. NJ is shite when it comes to camping/cycling/hiking, and a car is needed.
I become terribly suspicious when things fall into place...>_> <_< >_>
